Evil Dead: A Fistful of Boomstick 
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Ash: Thank you for shopping at Ass Woopings Are Us.
Ash: When you've just emptied two barrels of a shotgun into the head of your favorite bartender it's a pretty good bet that happy hour's over.
Ash: There I was. Face-to-face with the mother of all ugly. So I say "Come get some", and BLAM, no more Mr. Nasty Face.
Ash: Come get some.
Ash: Hey, nice face. Let me fix it for you.
Ash: Hey. I think I found a cure for ugly.
Ash: To make a long story short, I was sent to Hell and back again. Then again. And again...
Ash: I'm the disease and you're the cure. (Realizing what he said) I...
Ash: You're probably wondering what a handsome devil like me is doing in a place like this with you, right?
Ash: Ever read A Farewell to Arms? Well I wrote it.
Ash: Well. Have you ever seen a little movie called "Deep Throat"?
Ash: What can I say? I'm a man. It gets lonely being humanity's savoir again and again.
Ash: Some people are born to use a chainsaw. Me. Well I got one attached to me.
Ash: I think it's so cool when the parts go flying everywhere!
Ash: I've secretly replaced this deadite's brain with a chainsaw blade! Shh! See if he notices.
Ash: Make mine a double.
Ash: There goes your bodily fluids!
Ash: Kiss my boomstick!
Ash: I'd like to buy a vowel. IIIIIIII-AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Ash: Now where did I put my ammo? Oh yeah! Inside yer skull!
Ash: Some people are born to use a chainsaw, others have chainsaws thrust upon them.
Ash: Crazy is as crazy does, Baby. Now give me some sugar.
Ash: Tool time.
Ash: Let's dance... I'll lead.
Ash: Let's tango.
Ash: It's just you, me, and the boomstick.
Ash: Pull my finger. Not interested? Maybe if I help you find your arms first.
Ash: One look at you and I know why some animals eat their young.
Ash: Another poster child for birth control.
Ash: Butt and Ugly decided to have a kid and guess what. You're the result.